If you don't consummate the marriage for three years and then marry a successful educated youth

The two thought that after what happened that night, the shadowy figure would be less aggressive, but it came back the next night. This time, it was smarter and stuffed a cloth into the bell beforehand, then cut it off and threw it aside.

No sound was made throughout the entire process.

A hint of disdain flashed in the shadowy figure's eyes. He was just a country hunter after all, and all he could do was use these few tricks. How could he possibly deal with someone like him who had received professional training?

I slowly pushed open the door and went inside, heading straight for the cabinet where the medicine was kept.

With a click, he unlocked the door and frowned slightly as he looked at the dazzling array of medicine bottles. "Where is the prescription? Why don't we take some of these medicines back for testing?"

Thinking of this, I started picking out some useful medicines and putting them in my bag. Not forgetting that the purpose of coming today was to find a prescription, I opened the drawer and started searching. I found a prescription in a book.

Looking at the name on it: "Burn ointment, that's it."

The shadowy figure carefully wrapped the oiled paper package, making sure it wouldn't be damaged, then got up and walked outside, a slight smile playing on his lips. He hadn't expected the mission to go so smoothly.

Just as he stepped out the door, his foot slammed shut with a snap, followed by a sharp pain in his foot. The dark figure couldn't help but groan: "Ouch! What is this?"

Looking down, he couldn't see clearly, and he tried to pry it open but couldn't. He heard rustling noises coming from the next room, as if someone was getting up. The dark figure felt a chill and, disregarding everything else, pulled it open with all his might.

A piece of flesh on his foot was torn open, and the pain made his vision go black. Ignoring everything else, the dark figure staggered toward the courtyard wall, jumped up, and flipped over.

Jiang Lie, carrying a wood-chopping knife, scaled the wall and chased after him, his gaze fixed on the dark figure ahead: "You better stop right there, or I won't be so polite with this knife."

Hearing the sound behind him, the shadowy figure ran faster and jumped into the river with a splash.

After whistling, other noises started to attract attention, and in the blink of an eye, the dark figure had disappeared, its reflection barely visible in the dim moonlight.

"Damn it, there was more than one person."

Jiang Lie was worried that someone might take the opportunity to go after Wen Yao, so he didn't dare leave her alone at home. He turned around and ran back home, his face ashen and his whole body exuding a murderous aura.

Upon seeing this, Wen Yao immediately understood and said softly, "It's alright, it's alright if we didn't catch him. As long as you're okay, that's all that matters. I just checked, and he took several bottles of hemostatic medicine, burn ointment, and antidote."

"I keep so many medicines in my cabinet, so you can just grab the most practical ones as soon as you arrive, which shows you know a bit about medicine. However, I only took the prescription for burns."

"It's a common prescription, nothing special. Even if it's taken, it won't be of much use. The herbs are ordinary and the effects are ordinary. They'll just come back."

Jiang Lie narrowed his eyes dangerously: "It was my carelessness. I didn't expect him to come for two nights in a row. The trap I set was too simple, and that thief got away."

Wen Yao walked over, took his hand, and whispered, "It's okay. My more important medicine wasn't in the next room anyway. He only took the ordinary one."

"Do you know how many of them there were? Where did the person who stole the prescription go?"

"There were probably three or four people. I'm not too sure. I only saw one figure jump into the river and run away. The others heard the noise, but didn't see anyone, so I'm not sure."

"Well, it's alright. If the person who stole the prescription wants to live, they'll come back for us. I poisoned the prescription, so they'll have to come back to live. If they're ruthless enough, they might not come back even if they die."

"Then there's probably more to this theft of the medicine prescription than meets the eye. It can't be something as simple as just being after money. The problem is getting serious."

Jiang Lie didn't understand her meaning for a moment and asked in confusion, "How could anyone not care about their own poisoning? They should come back, right? In the face of life and death, who can truly be so unafraid of death?"

Wen Yao said in a deep voice, "Yes, those who are after money will come back. After all, no matter how important the profit is, it's not as scary as being poisoned and dying. If they come back, the problem will be simpler. If they don't come back, there is an organization and a premeditated plan behind it."

"I just said this issue is a bit complicated. I hope it's just for profit and not for any other purpose. Okay, don't overthink it. Get some rest and follow the bloodstains to find clues tomorrow at dawn."

"Okay, I got it, honey. If you're going to poison someone tomorrow, make it strong enough to knock them out instantly, so we don't have to chase after them."

"Ha, the poison I used looks scary, but it won't really kill you. After all, I don't want to have any lives on my hands. As for that dark figure, the poison will only make him vomit blood and feel pain all over his body."

*

The shadowy figure on the other side finally managed to climb ashore, almost completely exhausted. He weakly cried out, "Are they all dead? Help me out, I have no strength left."

The two people who were talking rushed over, each grabbing one arm and dragging the man up, their eyes burning with urgency. "Black Wolf, did you complete your mission? Don't tell us you failed again."

"Yeah, I told you to go at a different time. You can't go two nights in a row, that's just asking for trouble."

The shadowy figure, also known as Black Wolf, sneered: "Nonsense, of course I succeeded. I was just ambushed and injured, which is why I ran away in such a sorry state. Otherwise, why would I need to run from a mere hunter?"

The two men held out their hands: "Where's the thing? We'll take it to the boss for you."

"Tch, I almost lost my life completing this mission, why should I hand it over to you guys directly? Hurry up and help me back, I have something to say to the boss."

"...Alright, we'll take you back, but remember to say a few nice words for us to the boss."

"Okay, I understand."

The middle-aged man waited anxiously in the cellar.

Hearing someone enter, he gripped his gun tightly, looking warily. Only after recognizing his own men did he relax, asking anxiously, "How did it go? Did the mission succeed?"

Black Wolf said smugly, "Don't worry, boss, there's no mission I can't complete. It's just that I'm injured right now. I need someone to help me stop the bleeding; it hurts too much."

Zhang Gui's eyes lit up, and he quickly called out, "Someone, quickly check his wounds and treat them to prevent infection. Tell me the details."

"Okay, boss..."

Half an hour later, the wound was treated. Black Wolf leaned back in his chair, exhausted, and said breathlessly, "Boss, I really went through a lot of trouble to complete this mission and come back."

"You should give me a bigger reward. If I hadn't been smart enough to go up tonight, I'm afraid I would have been in real trouble if that hunter had set up more traps."

He took out the stolen medicine bottle and the prescription wrapped in oil paper, unfolded it, and was about to hand it over.

Zhang Gui subconsciously took a step back: "No need, just tell me the prescription and I'll have someone write it down. I won't touch anything you brought. Let's see if there are any problems first."

That educated youth from the city is no simpleton; who knows if he's poisoned anything? He doesn't want anything to happen to him.

It's always good to be cautious.